All right, this is how we did this the first time and we should do this every time is we're going to start with a very quick bingo update for those who just want an update and don't want to listen to a podcast.

Today is Black Friday day after Thanksgiving. As of now, bingo has been transferred from UMC to another brain trauma rehabilitation facility.

It's a smaller facility, very weird and very quiet, creepy, but nice.

It's got a big room with a second bed, so when we have to do night shift, she's off all of her tubes now.

She's got a tracheole that she can talk through her blowhole.

That's to relate like to help her breathe better, right?

Well, she's got some vocal cord damage. This is a lot of shit. I'm not a doctor, so we don't really know.

Chad and I met one doctor once and she's had a lot and I don't have any idea who's in charge.

She had four on the shift yesterday when I was there during the day.

Four different doctors from the night when I dropped you guys off to when I picked you up in the morning.

Four different people came in and said, so how's it going?

And they weren't just nurses doing stuff. They were doctors going to that, squeeze my fingers.

Well, they have shift doctors.

Sure. It's a lot to manage.

Okay, here's the thing. Chad, Tracy and Jenny, I think just the four of us, have been doing night shift.

So we're just watching her through. I figured out I have done 67 hours in five days of only graveyard.

Nine to nine. One day I did noon. I started on a Sunday from noon to like seven in the morning.

So yeah, we don't get to hear. We, we, someone comes in and says, I have to do blood work.

We turn them away.

Chad was working the, okay, we'll get into the details later.

Here's what Bingo's right now. She is alert. She is aware.

She, she, she can talk. Not all of it makes sense. She's still confused.

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